False Affection
Once upon a time, I fell in love with the wrong person.
I know that starting this off with that is pretty heartbreaking, but the reality is, life is heartbreaking at times. Imagine being with someone for months and slowly falling in love with them. You’ve slowly fallen in love with their eyes, their smile, their hair, the way they walk, the way they talk, even the way they smell. You slowly but surely fall in love with their personality, and their brain, and what they have to say about the world, and for a moment...for those months’ worth of moments you think you’ve found your serenity, your happiness where everything lies sane, when out of no where it all crashes. You’re no longer falling slowly, you’re falling reckless, and it’s not in love, it’s out. You are now falling out of love in hyper speed, and as much as you try to ignore it, it’s a race you can’t and won’t win. See you’ve fallen in love with the wrong person, and you don’t even know why. Was it the annoying way they chewed their food? Was it their obnoxious views on your friends? Was it you? Or was it them?